My Evil Emperor is super sweet

Chapter 170 Bones Set off Firecrackers

"It's really too much. My own child disappeared, and he came to the Duke Protector's Mansion to demand someone, and even said he couldn't beat Miss Ling, so he started beating him."

"Isn't the eight great families always like this? Not only don't they pay attention to us common people, but they don't even pay attention to the imperial power."

"Is there no one to clean them up?"

"Hmph, let's see, General Ling is the pillar of our Mo country, it's hard to say who will fall into whose hands today!"

Under Yan Sinian's order, none of the six old men made a move, but the more than 6 middle-aged people did.

A small half of these people are fourth-level spiritual masters, and more than half are fifth-level spiritual masters.

Ling Jian was about to make a move, but Ling Tian moved forward and greeted him: "I'm coming!"

Ling Jian frowned, and was about to stop him, but was stopped by Fei Yu: "General Ling, Missy's strength is far beyond that of a fourth-level spiritual master."

After hearing this, Ling Jian paused, with a flash of relief in his eyes, looking at the red figure on the battlefield with burning eyes, like a dormant cheetah, as long as someone dares to touch a hair of his lady, He will kill the opponent immediately.

These people are like ants to him, so it's just right for the young lady to practice.

No one expected that the eldest lady of the Ling family, who was famous for her waste materials in the capital, would dare to challenge more than 20 spiritual masters of the Yan family by herself.

Even Yan Sinian's eyes widened.

You know, for the young generation of Dynasty, at Ling Tian's age, it is already very powerful to be able to reach the level of a spiritual master, and it is already a genius level to be able to reach the level of a second-level spiritual master.

As for the fifth-level spiritual master...

In the dynasty, it seems that only generalissimos like his second brother are fifth-level spiritual masters, right?
But the current Ling Tian is fighting against the Yan family's 10 fourth-level spiritual masters and 17 fifth-level spiritual masters with his own strength, without losing the slightest advantage.

Seeing her running through the hands of more than 20 middle-level masters like flowing clouds and flowing water, Yan Sinian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Suddenly, the first fourth-level spiritual master who was shuttled by Ling Tian dropped the sword in his hand and screamed.

Immediately, this kind of scream seemed to be contagious, as long as the people who were passed by Ling Tian just now, all of them grabbed their sword and knife hands and screamed, falling into one piece.

"What's going on?" Yan Sinian asked with an ugly expression.

The gray-clothed old man on the side shook his head: "I didn't see it. But their previous confrontation was just a blow. How could these people fall to the ground?"

Even the most powerful person in the Yan family can't see the clues at all.

Ling Tian's lithe and nimble figure didn't stop because of the screams, but his speed became faster and faster.On the other hand, those mid-level guards of the Yan family showed surprise when they heard the screams, and their speed slowed down a bit.

As the screams sounded more and more, everyone hesitated when confronting Ling Tian.

The fighting spirit in Ling Tian's eyes is getting stronger and stronger, but the guards of the Yan Family are shrinking back more and more.

Especially when most of the Yan family guards fell down and screamed, the remaining seven fifth-level spiritual masters trembled.

Because they can only be heard when they are close, these companions who keep screaming are making crackling sounds from their bodies.

It was like firecrackers going off in the flesh, and as warriors, they could clearly distinguish this sound. It was the sound of bone cracking when bones kept breaking.

(End of this chapter)